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Disclaimers: Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy and anything else is not mine.
The only thing I can take credit for is the OC's.
All of this will make sense in a few.
BTW: I made the Organization all birthdays!
I have a list so…. There might be random birthday one-shots!
By the way, thanks to Katy for helping me out earlier. I owe ya one.
Castle That Never Was: Dining Room
"Okay… Roxas, hang up that bit over there. No, Axel, that way." Namine directs as Roxas and Axel balance awkwardly on top of a rickety old ladder that they had scavenged up from one of the many attics.
Namine holds her hands out as if framing a picture with her fingers. She nods, looking pleased.
"Perfect! Okay, you two go tell Demyx and Xaldin to get the cake out of the oven." She says in a very satisfied voice. With twin sighs of relief, Axel and Roxas drop down from the ladder and stare at their handiwork.
Huge strands of streamers hung from the kitchen's ceiling. The ordinarily empty table was covered in a neat table cloth and place card holders.
All of the Organization members' (plus Namine's and Haru's) names were scribbled neatly in fancy handwriting on each one.
They were all shaped in the shape of flower bushes and even had various blossoms cling to them.
The banner, which Axel and Roxas had just finished hanging up, read in very ornate letters:
'HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARLUXIA!'
"Yeah, it looks good." Axel comments proudly.
"Totally." Roxas echoes in an equally as pleased voice.
"AHEM. We have a schedule to keep, boys. Nice work, Namine." Larxene snaps in a commanding voice as she walks in and observes. She nods to Namine who instinctively flinches.
"Th-thanks." Namine stammers, still unable to get over her more than slight fear of the Savage Nymph. Larxene snickers as she glares at the place cards and shrugs.
"Whatever. You guys should remember to do all this stuff for my birthday kay? And Axel?" Larxene coos at Axel's scoffing cough. He freezes.
"I want you to be extra helpful on MY birthday. Or else." She says in a threatening voice as she very lightly touches Axel's arm. She winks and walks off, whistling.
Axel shudders and rubs his hair nervously.
"She scares the heck out of me…." Roxas comments. Axel nods in agreement. They turn back to the kitchen in a hurry, as if trying to get rid of the very memory of Larxene.
As they leave, Namine notices a handful of streamers that hadn't been strung up.
"Um, guys!… I'll just do it." Namine says to herself, trying not to be a burden. She picks up the bright pink strands of paper and quickly finds a spot where to hang it right above the door.
She rapidly scurries up the ladder and starts to pin the feisty pieces of paper into order on the wall.
"SURPRISE!" A chorus of voices call out as the Organization ushers Marluxia into the set up dining room.
This sudden noise makes Namine jump, making her accidentally let go of the top rung that she had been holding onto.
In horror, the Organization watches as Namine tumbles off of the ladder and land with a sickening crack right over one of the chairs.
"Oh my god, she's dead!" A hysterical bubbly voice screams as Namine moans.
"Silence you fool of a Nobody! She's awakening." A second much more icier voice commands.
"Axel… you were supposed to make sure no one fell off of the ladder!" A third voice snarls.
"Hey, it's not my fault! We had to go get the cake!" A fourth voice protests.
"Where am I…?" Namine asks as she opens her eyes.
A large group of people stare at with mixed expressions.
Several looked as if they were worried half to death; others looked completely unconcerned; several looked so angry as if they were about to commit a series of mass murders just from pure fury.
"You're okay, Namine!" A young girl in a long black cloak and short black hair cries out as she rapidly wraps up her up in a tight hug.
Uncomfortably, Namine pats her on the back.
"Um… what happened?" She asks in confusion.
"You fell off a ladder." A man with fiery red hair informs her in a blunt voice.
"Axel!" A man with dark silver hair says in a warning type of voice. 'Axel' rolls his eyes in disrespect but his gruff blunt facade was ruined from the look of obvious worry in his dark green eyes.
"Are you okay?" A boy with a strange hairdo of windswept blonde spikes asks; he looks very upset. He picks up her hand and smiles in a reassuring way.
Namine snatches her hand away from him and places it back to her chest as she clutches the front of her plain white dress nervously. She stares at the large group.
"Who…. Who are you guys?" Namine asks curiously.
They all stare in shock for a moment before one of them lets out a laugh.
"You're… you're jokin' right? Hahaha, as if, Namine! That's a good one." A man with an eye patch over one eye and several scars on his face laughs.
"Who are you?" Namine asks again.
Instantly, the dozen or so people all exchange glances. Even the ones who hadn't looked worried before looked a bit concerned now.
"What-What's your name?" the girl with black hair asks in a panic.
"I don't know." Namine answers quietly as she clutches at her head absentmindedly.
"Holy crap, she got amnesia!" The man with red hair proclaims with a nervous laugh as if he wasn't sure whether to start laughing or to start screaming.
Namine shivers at the large group; none of them looked the least bit familiar.
She had no idea who they were or what they were to her.
She had no idea who she even was.
HA! I gave Namine amnesia!
That's a pretty good pun if I do say so myself.
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Next chapter is when everyone tries everything in their power to bring back Namine's memory!